Oikawa's povWe stood at our lockers that happened to be next to each other. We didn't take any books but just put our skateboards away.
"Why does that lady hate us so much? Hell, most of the teachers have something against us for some reason." I said while turning to face 'Tsumu.
"Maybe they're homophobic."
"What? What would that have to do with us?" I looked at him in confusion while he looked at me, with a straight face but I could tell that hint of a smirk hidden in his expression.
"Oh cmon, Anyone can smell your fruitiness from a mile away." It took me a moment to process what he meant but when I did, I looked at him completely dumbfounded. Was he being serious? What the hell does that even mean?
"You're insane. I've had more girlfriends than even you! How could you possibly assume that about me?"
"That's true...but those relationships didn't last very long. And didn't your last girlfriend break up with you because she thought you were gay?" Now he was laughing at my dumbfounded expression. The mention of that brought the memories back and a scowl to my face.
"Oh shut up. Her reasoning was that no straight man could ever help her dress so good, she was practically looking for a reason to dump me!"
"Whatever ya say." He rolled his eyes and the laughing died down but he still had a smirk going on.
"You know, you're not any better than me." It was my turn to be grinning.
"What do you mean by th-"
Before he could finish, he was cut off when we heard our names being called. Without even looking, we already knew where that obnoxious voice was coming from and it didn't take long for the culprit to show up.
"Daishou." He rolled his eyes as we turned to face the boy who had just shown up.
"Miya, Oikawa."
"What do you want?"
"Nothing, I'm just doing my job."
"What does that have to do with us?"
"I've noticed that your uniforms are improper. Fix it."He said, crossing his arms as he looked at the both of us. I wouldn't say there was anything wrong with how we were dressed. Hell they're lucky we even wear this crap. The uniforms that the school gave out were dark gray pants or shorts, short and long sleeve white button up shirts, a dark blue tie with the school logo on it, a sweater vest and the school blazer. That was the complete uniform, for the guys at last. Girls were not much different except they were given skirt and dress options too.
We were not required to wear the full uniform at all times but it was highly recommended. Tsumu and I weren't all that fond of it but we still wore it as we had no choice. Neither of us were very skilled in tying ties so that's something we avoided and the blazers were simply too much. I was wearing the shirt and uniform pants. On top of that I had on a faded blue hoodie. Tsumu wore the same thing but with shorts and his hoodie was a faded yellow.
We had bought these matching hoodies together a while back and have always worn them. They had bees and flower patterns in the back in white on mine and black on his.
"There's nothing wrong with our uniforms, lay off." Tsumu said, narrowing his eyes.
He took a step closer before pointing out "Your shirts aren't buttoned all the way, they're completely wrinkled, you're missing your blazers and are instead wearing those hoodies. Not to mention the missing tie."
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Fanfiction"Glorified babysitters" At least that's what Atsumu and Oikawa thought of the whole thing. They weren't troublemakers(for the most part), so why were they getting treated like it? School was already a pain but now that they'd have Iwaizumi and Sakus...